Missionaries write to their mission president every week. Last Tuesday, President looked at my note and then said, "One day I'm going to have you transcribe the entire Book of Mormon on the head of a pin."
Anh ca Tien totally made my week be calling me his best friend in what he wrote in Chi Dao's mission memory book (we have an inside joke about the best friend thing).
On Sunday, a little boy peed on me. I was talking to an investigator and this two- or three-year-old boy came up and peed on the back of my skirt like he thought I was a tree or something.
Chi Dao commented one day that if assassins were ever after me in a city with lots of bikes and motos, she pitied the assassins (they wouldn't be able to keep up).
We were biking through Phnom Penh one day through the usual chaos of people, bikes, and broken coconuts, and I remarked to Chi Dao, "In Idaho, people drive trucks with gun racks; in Cambodia, people drive motos with chicken racks." We had just seen a moto go by with a wooden frame across the back dangling about two dozen upside down chickens. Yes, they were still alive.
Have a wonderful week! Hopefully I will have more time next p-day because I have two miracles to recount.